Red On White : A Prequel Short Story

It’s been a while since I feel inspired by Writing Prompt at Creative Writing Ink. Lately, the images they chose were rather boring…I couldn’t come up with anything. This week is quite interesting.

At first, I wanted to write something about love…a poem…but it didn’t go well. I guess it’s hard for me to write about love when it doesn’t connect to my own life. After looking at the picture for several minute, I remembered my old short story and somehow it can be connected.

I thought, it could be like Memento (an amazing movie by Christopher Nolan)…I can make the story backward.

Here goes my Prequel 😉

Red On White

Sari was a bit surprised to see an envelope was attached with sticky tape on her front door. The envelope had no sending address and stamp, there was only two letters on it, dear Sari. Underneath her surprise, there was a thin layer of happiness. She imagined it from someone who admired her. It had the word dear before her name.

Sari took it off and brought it inside. It felt soft on her hand. She could tell that there was more than a letter inside the envelope. She threw her bag on the couch and sat on the floor. She put the envelope on the table and for the first time since she touched it, she could smell a sweet fragrance from it. She couldn’t put a name to it as her mind started drifting to romantic scene. Anonymous envelope that smelled nice could only mean one thing.

She opened it carefully. The sweet smell came rushing out to meet her nose. It was the fragrance of a fresh rose. She blushed when she saw the inside of the envelope. There were so many rose petals inside it. She took some petals out and smell it, endeavored it. She loved romantic movies and every bit of her instinct told her there’s a love letter inside it.

She poured everything inside the enveloped onto the table. It was a wonderful sight. So many rose petals and one unbroken rose. She was delighted. There was a letter amongst those petals. It was a postcard size white paper. She took it and flipped it over, but there was nothing written on it. She felt a bit disappointed.

Few days later, Sari met her best friend, Meeya. She told her about the envelope. Meeya told her to get over it, it was probably just a stupid prank. If it was a love letter, another one will follow she added. They talked about many things as most best friends did when they met.

“Oh! I almost forgot! My friend told me that he is going to have a New Year party at his place and he was going to make it as a mask party. I haven’t been to a theme party in years. Do you want to come along? I am allowed to bring a date,” Meeya winked at Sari. She added, “We can hunt for cute men there. It’s better than thinking about that envelope.”

Sari agreed.

They went to party with simple mask on their faces. Meeya introduced Sari to her friend and she got caught up in conversation with her friend. Sari spotted a man in Phantom of the Opera costume on her left. He was holding a single rose and was looking at her. She left Meeya and headed to Phantom man.

“Hi, nice costume,” Sari said.

“Thanks. You too.”

Sari was so sure he smiled underneath his mask. She really liked his deep and charismatic voice. Sari liked him straight away even though she hadn’t seen his face. She imagined him as a man with sweet smile that could easily break any girl’s heart. His baby blue eyes were shining when he laughed. He offered her a drink and they left the party to find a better place to talk.

Finding a better place to talk was a grave mistake.

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Why is it a grave mistake? You might have read my previous story before…or maybe you haven’t. Here is why it was a mistake for sari: Which Smile Lies Underneath.

As usual…please give me as many critiques as you can. I still have a lot to learn.

About Novroz

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